New Cop In Town
"You check up on our witness?" Mac asked as he strode towards Don who was waiting for him outside the main entrance to the crime lab.
"Yeah, she was no help whatsoever. You want me to bring her in?"
Mac thought for a moment before replying. "Not yet. Wait until..." Mac stopped talking as he noticed a professional-looking woman and a man in a suit behind her. He then noticed the ear-piece the man was wearing and the guns they both carried. Mac walked over. "Can I help you?"
"Mac Taylor" The woman had straight, black hair cut in a close cropped style.
"Who's asking?" Don immediately answered, looking at the stranger in distrust.
"I wasn't asking, I was merely commenting. A proper officer would have noticed. If you must know, I am the head of the Secret Service and you will call me by my agent number, 0001" Don raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mac and mimicked her. She held up a secret service badge. "I'm here about Agent James. Her mission has … overrun and she is currently unavailable."
Don looked at Mac. "You're hiring someone else for the lab?"
Mac ignored Don's question. "You came all the way here to tell me that my newest employee may be a little later than expected? That's all?"
"Of course not," she purred taking a step closer to Mac. The well-built, tall, black man with a gun on his hip immediately stepped behind her. Mirroring his actions, Don took a step closer to Mac. Two can play at that game, buddy.
The screech of tyres being roughly misused made Mac and Don their eyes flicking around for the source of the noise, hands on their guns. The Agent and her bodyguard seemed unbothered. A black Mercedes with tinted windows swung round the corner and sped after a battered, red truck. It gained steadily until it was directly next to the truck and the passenger side door opened. A slender blonde woman leapt from one car to another. Like the agent, she was dressed in all black and wearing an ear-piece. She kicked the wind-shield, shattering the glass and sending the car veering before stopping.
"Here she is now. Let us go and meet with her." The woman broke the silence.
"This is who you hired?" Don turned to stare at Mac in astonishment.
"I guess so." Mac didn't let his voice betray his emotions as much as Don and remained calm.
A middle-aged man and a terrified woman with a child around her waist pulled themselves from the truck and tried to run. The blonde woman, Agent James, 0001 had called her, was watching them. She shot at the ground before their feet, sending them back to her.
The woman began to beg. "Please, please, my son, my son ..." she sobbed. Emily's face was a unreadable mask.
"Well done Agent" The head of the Secret Service voice didn't differ.
"Do you want to or shall I?" All Mac could see was the back of the blonde woman's head and her jaw moving up and down.
Don couldn't believe his ears. He didn't understand how such a terrible job could allow 'Emily' to have a voice as beautiful as that. It's like a summer breeze. He thought. Or the ocean, gently caressing the sand, or…
"Don!" Mac's voice jerked him out of his stupor. They continued to watch.
"You." 0001 spoke once more. "Don't leave any mess behind. I want to go home. Send them back to the HQ, you can do it there." Emily nodded, then drew rope from her belt and began winding it round the family.
"Please. Please. Let my child and wife go free. They did nothing. Please. I didn't mean to send the documents, I swear." the man begged. Emily's mask crumpled. No more, she thought. This is why I quit, after all.
The scary woman noticed her hesitation. "Get on with it" Her voice was harsher.
Then, very quietly, Emily replied. "No."
The only word to describe 0001's face was surprise. "What did you say?" Her voice was even colder now and she had drawn her gun. "I'm tired of cleaning up your mess."
Emily put her gun away. "These are innocent people." Scary woman became nightmare woman. She stepped closer to Emily and hissed something in her ear. Don and Mac didn't hear, but whatever it was, it made Emily's face turn pale.
Emily nodded. "You won't be able to see this." She said quietly. She was speaking to them now, and Don couldn't believe her eyes. They were dark brown, impossibly dark, like chocolate. They were odd too, with flecks of gold near the pupil that caught the light. But there was darkness in them, like she had seen and done some bad things and the demons were still haunting her.
Don and Mac turned as they heard Emily continue to bind to family. She then told the black man to "take them back to 'you know where' and get 8156 to deal with them"
"I guess I'm your new employee. If you still want me?" She spoke once more and her voice overwhelmed Don as much as it had before. He stared at her. He'd never met anyone like her. Mac saw this and smiled slightly; Don caught it and rolled his eyes. Come on, He told himself, it's not like I like her or anything, it's just insane that she had to do that. That's ALL.
The scary woman was speaking again, "And you'll need to get rid of your belongings as soon as you can because, obviously, someone will be living there." She finished and began to leave. "I hope you know what you're walking away from". None of them knew exactly who she was talking to. She finished by tossing Emily a black duffel bag.
"I think I know all too well" Emily muttered.
"Let's go inside," Mac commanded.
0001 spoke again, pointing at her bodyguard. "You get it done now" She motioned behind them, where the bodies lay. He nodded, then took out a phone and began talking. Mac headed in, with Don and Emily close behind.